Robert Pack http://mtpr.net en "Emerald" http://mtpr.net/post/emerald <p>Unbidden, a green memory<br />sprang forth, so overwhelming<br />in its clarity, it leapt across<br />three quarters of a century:<br />I stood before a counter-top<br />of jewelry, eye height, beside<br />my father who had brought me to<br />that "five and dime" store in the Bronx.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Among the many rings displayed,<br />one gleaming emerald shone there<br />surpassing all the rest, and, firmly set<br />within a silver band, it was on sale<br />just for one dollar that my father<br />told the saleslady I'd saved. Mon, 17 Mar 2014 12:47:00 +0000 Robert Pack 16207 at http://mtpr.net "Emerald" "October Aspens" http://mtpr.net/post/october-aspens <p>I see pale yellow aspen leaves<br />along the shaded background mountainside<br />which quake and quiver in the slightest wind<br />as if they are determined to maintain<br />their named identity in bold defiance<br />of the seasons&#39; change to duller hues&mdash;<br />and share their mood of glum diminishing.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; So what is it about this momentary glow<br />of quaking yellow aspen leaves,<br />waving along white-grayish boughs,<br />accompanied by shrieking crows,<br />cascading under purple clouds, Mon, 14 Oct 2013 16:03:02 +0000 Robert Pack 9649 at http://mtpr.net "October Aspens"